When Zhao Li withdrew his right hand, the man in white fell to the ground and stopped moving.

The strength of the whole body condensed and struck a blow.

The seven orifices were bleeding, and the soul overflowed, Zhao Li's five fingers on his right hand were bluffed, and he pulled it back, and his breath flowed, pulling the man's soul over, and the giant man cultivated to a higher level, but he was shocked by the full punch of the eight or nine Xuangong, and he could no longer analyze the memory, which was not as complete as this.

Zhao Li backhanded his soul into the white scroll.

Then he glanced at the two dead people, the beast behind him disappeared, the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, and the temperature rose in an instant.

With the magic of the Vermilion Bird method, he burned the corpses of the two to ashes, interfered with the judgment of the other party, silently dealt with his tracks, and carried the two broken spears behind his back, only then did he go around in a big circle and returned to Qucheng from the other direction.

Pretending that nothing had happened, I walked around for a while, and then I returned to my house.

Zhao Li locked the doors and windows, sat cross-legged on the bed, and returned to the white space with his consciousness, seeing the remnant soul of the man in white wandering in the space, Zhao Li let the painting scroll and swallow the remnant soul into it, deducing his memory picture.

Because it was in the outside world, and the eight or nine Xuangong was extremely strong, Zhao Li killed it with one punch. The soul of the man in white was affected and scattered a lot, only a part of it was still intact, and his memory was inevitably damaged and incomplete.

This is also the reason why not all monks have the opportunity to turn into ghost cultivators.

Zhao Li calmly looked at the pictures that appeared on this scroll.

There are not many memories, messy, and there are no classics that involve cultivation at all, but some parts are related to the origin of these people, and Zhao Li's guess is the same as Zhao Li's guess, it is the force to which the innate gods and demons belong, and that force calls itself the Pantheon, but this is only a self-proclaim, even when the gods and demons were at their peak, there was far from this number.

The Pantheon, like the Guiquan Realm, is a separate world from the other side of the Jiuzhou Heaven and Earth.

It is much smaller than Jiuzhou Heaven and Earth, but there are also hundreds of millions of living beings in it, all kinds of treasures are hidden, and there is a small world similar to the secret realm to be attached to, which is very mysterious.

At this moment, the strength of the innate gods and demons who recovered had not recovered, and they all left the world and went to the Pantheon.

It seems that they are worried that the top powerhouses in the world will find out their traces and suppress them again.

The picture on the scroll stops.

Zhao Li exhaled slowly.

Most of the memories of the man in white were trivial matters in the family, and there was no mention of the deeper secrets of the Pantheon, including its origin, location, and how to find and enter, and after this memory was analyzed, the wisp of remnant soul also collapsed and disappeared, and the soul was scattered.

Zhao Li muttered to himself:

"Sure enough, I did a ...... on the soul."

"When it comes to inheritance, specific locations, and memories of innate gods and demons, they all disappear very quickly. ”

"It may even collapse naturally when the body dies, is it a precursor to the spell that reads the memory type to prevent things from being exposed? ”

Pantheon......

Zhao Li rubbed his eyebrows, slightly headache.

The more things he knew, the more he felt that this world was tricky, there were already recovered ancient gods and demons on the side of the Pantheon, and he didn't know how many there were, and he didn't know what his strength was, but he could confirm that since they had gone through a certain period of respite and recovery, they were now at least at the level of immortals.

The Returning Springs Realm has opened a vein, always trying to revive the gods of death and souls.

And Yudu is preparing to steal the authority and power of the ancient god of death.

Zhao Li felt that if it weren't for the fact that the style of Xudu was too primitive and brutal, then the Lord of Xudu stole the power of the god of death, which was a good thing for the world in a short period of time, but it was a pity that although Xudu belonged to the world, what he did, killing the living to collect souls, and then using the living souls as fuel, was no different from the ancient gods and demons.

Zhao Li put the scroll away.

When he was about to leave, he felt something strange in the underworld, looked over there a little, and saw that Fan Wusu continued to train.

Those yin cha training was very hard, it seemed that he was much more serious than his previous devil training, his body was straight, Fan Wuzhi patrolled with a cold face, and his body released a strong ghost qi, oppressing these yin chagrins, to make them get used to the breath of the strong.

Fan Wusu silently looked at these ghost pawns who were trying his best to support them, thinking in his heart.

To be able to be suppressed by this breath, still perfectly arrayed, in the future, to be qualified to be called the ghost envoy of the underworld, the ten halls of Yama rule the ten directions, in the eighteen layers of hell, how many murderous ghost kings are suppressed, just by virtue of these yin differences, how can you share the worries of the palace monarch?

This is also for Seventh Brother to be easier in the future.

Zhao Centrifugal sighed at the black impermanence of competence, thought of the method obtained from the memory of the ghost general, and now changed the jade slip with white clouds, thought about it, and felt that it was a little incompatible with the painting style of the underworld, snapped his fingers, the clouds gathered, and the jade simplified into a simple stone tablet.

On the front is the method of cultivation, and behind it is a hundred ghosts.

With a stroke of the pen, he wrote three big characters of the Hall of Impermanence.

Originally, he planned to send the sound to Fan Wusu, but he felt that as a prince of the mansion, he personally went to the scene himself, so he dispelled this idea, flicked his sleeves, and made the stone tablet disappear, and summoned the largest of the nine bronze tripods, which also made it disappear.

In the underworld, Fan Wusu was training Yin Soul when he suddenly noticed something unusual.

When I looked up, I saw a big hole in the low and heavy black-red sky, and then a stone tablet with a picture of a hundred ghosts in the underworld fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the ground, taking root on the ground, not shaking, and there was no trace of cracks.

Then there was a huge bronze tripod, which also smashed down, and shook the ground so much that the mountains shook, and a bunch of yin cha could not stand steadily, and fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.

Fan Wu calmed down, and when he saw the words on the stone tablet, it was a fairly solid cultivation method.

It seems to be the practice method of the underworld, but it is different from the cultivation method of the underworld that he learned from Zhong Zheng in the past seven days, Fan Wusu is curious in his heart, and after turning around, he saw the three big characters behind him, the Hall of Impermanence, and his heart was suddenly surprised.

I see.

According to the different duties of the prefecture, the exercises are also different?

Zhong Ju is the punishment of the evil division, has its own punishment of the evil division of the magic power, I wait for this side is the impermanence hall, is the impermanence of the temple of practice, he compared the practice of the two sides, did not distinguish the superior, that side is the Xuanmen authentic, dignified, but here is also steady, very good at fighting the superior method.

Fan Wuxuan thought of what the greedy wolf star monarch said, the ten great underworld commanders in the underworld, seducing souls and catching the evil ghosts in the world, since this is the case, there is no need to fight in the process, and it is normal for the method of cultivation to pay more attention to actual combat.

But my underworld is really strong.

The superior practice methods that can be practiced to a high level are different from each other and distinguish each other.

It can be seen that the heritage is profound.

Fan Wusu admired in his heart, he was rescued by the 'Taishan Mansion Jun', and his brother reincarnated also seemed to help the Mansion Jun, and he had a lot of sense of identity with the underworld, and walked to the side of the bronze tripod, and the wind on his sleeves lifted the lid on it.

I saw a giant dome the size of a zhang, and the inside was densely packed, all of which were white pills the size of a finger's belly.

The extremely pure yin qi fluctuated on the elixir.

These yin qi were formed by Zhao Li absorbing the yin energy and suppressing the essence with the power of heaven and earth.

He has a natural ability to attract ghost cultivators, and he was still lying on the ground, and the yin who was rolling in a ball all lit up in front of him, and he got up, almost instinctively walking towards the pill, there was the strongest yin difference, tall and tall, and he ran directly and wildly, looking at the pill with his eyes shining.

Just as he was about to pounce on a tiger pounce and fly straight over, the sound of rattling chains sounded, and he was tied firmly.

The darkness is like being poured down by a basin of ice water.

Looking up, between the gloomy sky and the earth, chains intertwined with each other, forming an impassable moat before them and the pill, the black impermanence face dressed in black was silent, without any fluctuations, his voice was low, and he said slowly:

"Go to training, double the routine, train for an hour. ”

The voice paused, and then said:

"Those who support to the end today can get the double pill ......"

The breath of the elixir is tempting, and the black impermanence over there is selfless.

The eyes of many yin chasers lit up, as former lonely souls and wild ghosts, where did they have the opportunity to come into contact with this elixir, as well as a systematic cultivation method? It was a pie that almost fell from the sky, or it was pure meat filling, and there were not even green onions in it.

Brush brush brush.

There is no need for Fan Wusu to open his mouth to urge, many yin differences have been gathered, and they are more efficient and straighter than the previous supervision. Quickly formed, changed, all high morale.

Fan Wusu was thoughtful.

Is this what Brother Greedy Wolf said, a stick in one hand and a radish in the other?

I see, can it still be like this......

PS: Today's first update......

I feel like I've adjusted my schedule recently.,There may be three more today.,Of course,There's no guarantee that ha~.